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Sept 5th. The soil.

Soil is a wonderful thing. I like to move it. I like to really get down there and pull it all out. Do a proper job. Follow the urge. Woman seems to have the urge too. I feel we are united, two kindred souls in a world of mystery. She […]

Sept 4th. Relativity.

Walk in park went well. Dogs met – 8. Friendly 7. Growled at me – 1. Stole my ball – 1. I stole his. I think the two may be related. Lots of shouting of good boy but no idea who it was aimed at. I was fairly happy. At […]

Sept 4th. Stairs

Woman got me to climb stairs today. Exhausting. 4 lots. Got cheese after each. Pavlov has a lot to answer for. Not sure it’s worth it. Am I being taken for a fool? Am I, in the words of Immanuel Kant, being treated as a thing without reason? I am […]

Sept 2nd. The vet

Don’t really get the fuss about the vet. I thought it was great. First, there were many balls. The Woman got one down for me and, after a short chewing episode, she said I got to keep it. Only the one, despite attempting to slobber on all of them to […]

Sept 1st. Thoughts on cheese

Went to coffee shop. Lady petted me. I petted back with teeth. Human squeaking is very odd. Suppose it means hello in dog. I got put on Owner’s knee. Owner’s knees are getting smaller. Coffee shop full of dogs that couldn’t reach me. I pulled faces at them and barked […]